Literal Motion Sickness

And now it is late evening
And I'm caught in this feeling

That there's something I'm
Definitely supposed to be
Singing about and I hate
The highway and the skid marks

When I'm ill from reading
In the shotgun of this car

But it is now late evening
And I'm caught in this feeling

You could almost call it
Knowing what you want
Knowing what you need

Night has long been falling
You hear the night birds calling
And it's quiet and it's still
And am ill from reading
In the shotgun of this car
I have a feeling we won't get far

Tonight
Tonight

Frowning in a mirror
The rear view of this car

Not in the mood for an allegory
Not in the mood for a better-told story

Oh well
Oh well
Tonight
Yeah
Oh well
Tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Stevens
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